The little cannon fodder kept releasing melons, and people lined up to eat melons

Song Qianning has been busy like a top these past two days. During the day, she was busy at the opera house confirming the dishes, checking the rehearsal progress, and installing the props...

Song Chengyi was responsible for communicating with the carpenters. He ran up and down the stairs until he was thirsty. When he saw his eldest and second sisters eating with great satisfaction, he protested to his third sister, asking why they were responsible for tasting the food while he was responsible for the physical work.

Song Qianning said that she had bad luck, who should she blame? Yes, the three of them argued fiercely about the task of tasting new products. In the end, it was Song Qianning who proposed to draw lots. Song Qianxue drew the task of tasting pastries and dishes, Song Qianyu drew the task of tasting desserts and fruit teas. Only Song Chengyi was injured and the task was completed.

In the evening, Song Qianning began to draw the corresponding clothes and jewelry for each person. She hadn't started drawing for a long time and was a little rusty about it.

In that world, she was originally a rich girl, majoring in design. Her parents planned to send her abroad for further studies, but later her parents went bankrupt and gave up. Life after bankruptcy was not that difficult, but it seemed as if God was playing a joke on her. The family had a car accident on the way to worship their grandparents, and her parents died on the spot.

During that time, she was always confused and didn't know what the meaning of life was. In order to continue her studies, she had to work part-time, sometimes even working several part-time jobs.

During that time, she learned to be alone and no longer liked to interact with others. She always felt that these things were temporary and would disappear...

It has been some time since she came to this world. She knew that the people in the Marquis' Mansion treated her sincerely. Here, her body and mind have been relaxed as never before. She no longer has to worry about rent and food and clothing as soon as she opens her eyes. However, she always feels that she should not be too addicted, because these people and things will be lost eventually, it's just a matter of time.

There was a note left by Han Xun on the bedside table. It was the same as last time. He said he would come back to see her after he had dealt with the important matters.

Although she was a little unhappy, she also felt that it was impossible for such a perfect person like him to always revolve around her. Even if he did, how long could he revolve around her? There would always be a day when he would leave.

I realized that I was thinking too much and laughed at myself. My life now is quite happy and I should just enjoy the present moment. Thinking too much will only lead to worries.

After figuring this out, she stopped daydreaming and focused on sketching...

The next day, after the four of them had breakfast and were about to leave, they were stopped by the old lady who had been waiting in the front hall. Jiang thought that her mother-in-law was really foresighted. She guessed that the four of them were going out and caught them here specifically.

When the four heard that they were not allowed to go out today, they were shocked...

Song Qianning - can't go out? How can this be possible? She had to hurry up and get the manuscript she worked on last night done by the tailor!!!

Song Chengyi——The revolving stage on the second floor is not ready yet!

Song Qianxue——She is still waiting to try the three-no-stick dish made by Babaqi!

Song Qianyu - Babayi said yesterday that she had developed a new peach milk tea, and she was craving it all night!

The old lady knew at a glance what the four people's minds were on again. They must not have listened to what she had just said, and her chest heaved with anger.

When Jiang saw that the four of them were not listening to their grandmother, she called out their names angrily.

The four people who were interrupted exclaimed, and Song Chengyi smiled and said, "Mother, what do you want me to do? What's the matter?"

The old lady and Jiang had a look on their faces that said, "As expected." The old lady snorted, "What did I just say? Repeat it to me."

Song Qianning and the other three looked at each other, their eyes blank. Did grandma say anything just now?

Song Qianxue pushed Song Chengyi to let him answer his grandmother. Song Chengyi pushed Song Qianning. She couldn't stand the idiot third brother pushing her non-stop. She whispered: "Stop pushing. I didn't hear you. What do you want me to say?"

Song Chengyi thought that he might as well die. He looked at his grandmother flatteringly and laughed: "Grandma, please say it again..."

The old lady felt that the nameless anger in her heart was getting stronger. When Jiang saw that her mother-in-law was angry, she hurried to help.

"You four are becoming more and more unreasonable. You don't listen to what your grandmother says. Be careful or I'll punish you by making you copy scriptures..."

When the four heard about copying scriptures, every hair in their bodies resisted.

Seeing that the four of them were well behaved, Jiang finally spoke with satisfaction: "Today, the Imperial Concubine Chen is hosting a flower-hair banquet. All officials and their wives must be present. Today, the four of you are not allowed to go anywhere. Go back to your respective courtyards. Especially Ning'er and the other three, dress up nicely. Do you understand?"

Knowing that there was no hope of getting out, the four people returned to their own yard with their heads hung.

Mu Ju and several maids knew that the young lady was going to attend a hairpin banquet, so they took out the most gorgeous clothes and jewelry, but they were all rejected by Song Qianning because she was really not interested.

After the hair was done, Muzhu did not ask the young lady any more questions this time, but just put the jade hairpin on it as usual.

Song Qianning and the other two rode in the same carriage with the old lady and Jiang. They sat quietly all the way without making any noise. The old lady was very satisfied with their quietness.

In fact, the three of them were sad that they couldn't go to the opera house and didn't want to talk at all...

As soon as they entered the palace, they were different from the other young ladies, who were all beaming with joy and dressed up carefully from head to toe, even their hair. In contrast, the three girls from the Song family were plainer than the other, with listless and miserable faces.

The three of them followed the old lady and Jiang and sat at the women's table. Here, the elders from each family gathered together to chat about family matters. Most of the young men and women went out to appreciate the flowers, compose poems and write essays. After all, there were no such good opportunities on weekdays for a group of men and women to gather together openly without any constraints.

Song Qianning took a sip of tea and put it down, sighing. She wanted to drink the red dates and tangerine peel milk tea cooked by Babaer. The girl was as good as Babayi. She just asked her if she knew how to cook milk tea with osmanthus and red dates. Without saying a word, she tried it a few times according to the description and succeeded. She also added various flavors. These days, she couldn't drink ordinary tea anymore.

Song Qianxue just took a bite of the yam cake and felt even worse. She missed Ba Bayi's dessert.

Song Qianyu looked at the glutinous rice balls with disgust, thinking they were not as delicious as the taro balls and grass jelly made by Ba Bayi. She didn't understand why the empress in the palace was so idle and was always attending banquets.

The old lady got angry when she saw how half-dead they were. She didn't know what magic that crappy opera house had, but they all wanted to run there. Which other girl wouldn't want to seize the opportunity to perform well in this occasion and be looked at with respect by her future husband's family?

Jiang saw that all the elders were here, and it was not appropriate for the three little guys to stay here, so she said: "Everyone is admiring the chrysanthemums, you three should go too!"

When Jiang saw her daughter was about to speak, she interrupted her and said, "Don't refuse. Go quickly..."

Song Qianning and the other two had no choice but to get up. Once they arrived in the yard, they just wandered around in the corner. Suddenly, they saw Ling Yanran, their future sister-in-law, there. Song Qianning and the other two immediately stepped forward to say hello.

"Sister Ling..."

Ling Yanran saw that they were the three sisters of the Song family and greeted them with a smile: "Hello, three sisters. Everyone is gathered in front to appreciate the chrysanthemums. Why are you three staying here alone?"

"It's too crowded. I won't join in the fun..."

Ling Yanran understood the hidden meaning behind the three people's words. She had heard Ling Bai mention the situation of the three younger sisters of the Song family. Normally, they rarely appeared in large occasions, so it was understandable that they felt restrained.

"If you don't like flower viewing, I'll take you to see something else! Three sisters, follow me."

Ling Yanran took Song Qianning's hand and enthusiastically led them to another pavilion. Princess Changle and the others were playing the piano there. She thought they would be interested. She remembered that the third sister of the Song family played the piano well.

Princess Yongning Murong Xin saw Ling Yanran coming from afar and waved to her. When Song Qianning and the others saw that she was the princess of Prince Liang's Mansion, they hurriedly bowed politely.

Murong Xin remembered that it was Yanran who led them to the last Cuju competition. In addition, she had always been interested in Song Chengzhou. Since the three of them were Song Chengzhou's sisters, they naturally treated them differently. So she smiled and said there was no need to be polite.

With Murong Xin and Ling Yanran leading the way, Song Qianning and the other two followed them all the way into the circle of noble ladies...

Unlike the bustle of the banquet, Yonghe Lane at night had been lying in ambush for a long time, waiting for the best opportunity...